C283 My Good Brother Was Speechless!

The black head was in stark contrast to the pure white wool carpet. Yang Guang pulled back his feet and opened his socks to take a look. A pale white scar slowly turned red, leaving some blood.

Jee Yuanzhi held back his laughter. He hugged Yang Guang, whose hair had already been fried, and faced him. Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! "Squeak squeak. You are usually very obedient